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A very vivid dream in which I found myself in the spectators area of a highly officious place with a very high ceiling, like a mixture of a Senate chamber and a theater with a stage with open curtains, and what seemed to have been some U.S. politicians and other people investing and animating the formal and perhaps historic place with a certain warmth and ferver.

The ballot count of the upcoming U.S. election votes was in fact happening — and Donald Trump was declared the winner by what seemed to have been a comfortable margin.

Yet, at the very last moment, as the votes of each parties seemed to have gotten extremely close by the very end, despite the victory of Donald Trump seeming to have been already acted and declared, Kamala Harris was instead declared winner. And I saw what seemed to have been herself 10 years older with brighter and longer hairs exploding with joy surrounded by few cheering young women on the stage.

I then saw two men coming on the front of the stage towards my side : One looked like JD Vance, also older with dark and grey hairs, standing there with an expression of defeat, the other an older one (Tim Walz, presumably) with flat white hairs and a doctoral archetype looking rather enthusiastic.

There was a real sense of loss and unfairness to the scene, the victory of Harris seeming artificial or unorganic and just « offered » like a last minute deal or bargain. (A « Steal » ?)

There was then some sort of closing ceremony : I don’t remember what the Democrats one was about (if there was one), but the Republicans one was about two beautifuly ornamented elephants (real ones, I think) all covered with curtains of glittering red dots garlands. Yet, they simply went from one side of the stage to the other ; and the last one damaged the massive door border it was exiting the place by, the structure falling off on the stage and damaging the floor to the point of creating a deep and wide gallery underneath the wooden surface.

As I was exploring the depth of the gallery like a floating ghost, the demolished area looking like a multi-layered and cleanly rectangular hole of plaster, I had some argument with someone online who complained about the damage done to the place, just for me to reply that the real damage is about to be done otherwise as I was reaching an exit giving to the outdoors at the bottom of the gallery.

The dream ended with that immature online folk trying to kill me like on an outdoors Counter-Strike map, with an assault weapon shooting cartoonish red and blue srynges weakening my lucidity as they hit me and made me black out, waking me up few minuts before 07:30 AM.

Post Scriptum

Oh well, she utterly lost. So did the red elephants (Republicans) damaging the stage meant they « crushed everything » or invalidated Harris’s victory scenario instead ? Or that nothing that was happening on the stage mattered until they showed up to display a Republican victory ?

Strange one. The human factor betrayed me, but not the animals, supposedly.